AI for everyone!

"Morning, afternoon, whatever it is for you. Name's Tasha, and I'm here to make sure you get exactly the kind of program you need, when you need it." "Muse is the Mun" RP Blog. This means that the muse themselves write up their reply as a fictional character while also responding to OoC asks and submissions as themselves. Please read the "About Me" and "Rules and Info" pages.

[marshmallowcrow]

{-squints-

So things are a little tighter than I’d like, and I don’t get paid for three more days. Would anyone be interested in some super fast commissions? These run $20/headshot, $15 for extra characters. I’m figuring around half an hour for each of these, if it takes less I’ll charge less on a per image basis. I’ll take up to three.}

[feza-creations]

350 Follower Art Giveaway~!

This is kinda late since im now at 370 followers but hey! Here it is :3

*Rules*

You must be following me in order to join the giveaway! I’ll be checking =w= But you can always start following me to enter. I make some decent art stuffs and do art request streams from time to time. owo

1 Reblog = 1 entry . 1 Like = 1 entry. Replying does nothing. Extra rebloops means more entries. Just dont spam your followers with it .w.

If you do happen to win, then I’d be able to draw furry and other animalistic characters. When it comes to human-like characters we might hafta discuss it first since I’m not very skilled with drawing them (that and i dont enjoy drawing humans often).

*Prizes*

There’ll be a drawing for first, second and third place

First place gets a colored and shaded character picture! StyleA | Style B  ( Small backgrounds can be added upon request )

Second place gets a Chibi like this! Style A | Style B

Third place gets a Chibi sketch~!

=GIVEAWAY ENDS ON AUGUST 19TH AT 11:59 PM EST=

[sobeitjayt]

S/O to girls with a  lil tummy on em

[alien-pal]

S/O to girls with a lotta tummy on em

[arkymouse]

How much booty is too much booty?

“There is no such thing as too much booty…”

[somedorkydog]

"You're speaking my language~."

[ginnootya]

[somedorkydog]

In the middle of Snowdin's vast, snow blanketed, forest, a lone figure sat underneath a particularly large tree. Their ears perked upon hearing a slight disturbance in the distance, lightning clashing and electricity surging. The stranger still sat, looking towards the source from a distance..

Thank. The gods. For thick fur. The absolute MESS that was my temporal communicator, not teleporter or traveler, COMMUNICATOR, decided it would, for lack of a better fucking word… malfunction. All this damn thing was supposed to do was link my ass to Tumblr in a different era so I could meet interesting people from before my kind’s introduction.

Not fucking teleport to completely different places in space and time! I mean for fuck’s sake, my fur was standing on end! I was a FUZZBALL! A literal, honest to gods CLOUD OF FLUFF. “Ohforfuck’ssake.” I let out a shiver from the shocking shift in temperature from a cool air conditioned room to a literal winter-wonderland, wrapping my arms around myself to smooth down my fur. We need that pat DOWN to stay warm, not completely stuck up like a Pomeranian. GoodlordIlookedgoofy.

[determinedbuns]

“… I suppose you aren’t too strange to such a concept then, judging by the look in your eyes.” Medi held onto Tasha’s hand, trying to give some form of support for her but she then sighed.

“If you want my advice it’s best for you to leave as soon as you can.”

[somedorkydog]

You know, I would’ve. I heard what Medi said, staring down at her as she grasped my hand. I softly wrapped my fingers along her own smaller hand and sighed with a rather... somber smile. “I don’t actually know how. I have the communicator, but... it’s fried right about now.” I gave a smooth, slow sigh through my snout, only to continue. “And, in retrospect? A place where it’s already happened is much better than where it’s about to happen.”

[archived-oncemore]

1000 Follower Giveaway

Never thought I’d make it this far. Really didn’t… I am, however, very flattered and glad that everyone seems to like my content. Anyway, let’s get into the details.

Gonna have an art giveaway to commemorate this achievement. There’s gonna be a total of 6 prizes as follows:

1st Prize: One full picture for one person. Background, shading and everything. It’ll be of whatever you want, within my artistic ability anyway. NSFW is allowed!

2nd Prize: I’ll draw a character for 2 people hanging out with my Asriel somehow. Now thing is, Azzy here is 15, so no nsfw…

3rd Prize: I’ll design a volcat for 3 people. I’ll send you a palette of the color scheme/tabard design for approval or you can send in your own. 

The winners will be drawn: July 10th

Rules

Reblogs and Likes both count as individual entries. Replies do not count at all. 

I’ll be using a random number generator to choose

I will be checking if you follow me. Sorry to anyone who starts following after this, but I will also be checking that you followed me before the giveaway. This is a celebration of the followers I have not a ploy to get more.

You may ask for a different prize of a lower tier if you wish. You may not, however ask for a higher tier prize. For example the 1st prize winner could ask for a volcat, where as a 3rd prize winner may not ask for a character with Asriel.

[somedorkydog]

((Not following, don't wanna snatch any prizes, reblogging for folks that do follow them!))

[somedorkydog]

In the middle of Snowdin's vast, snow blanketed, forest, a lone figure sat underneath a particularly large tree. Their ears perked upon hearing a slight disturbance in the distance, lightning clashing and electricity surging. The stranger still sat, looking towards the source from a distance..

Thank. The gods. For thick fur. The absolute MESS that was my temporal communicator, not teleporter or traveler, COMMUNICATOR, decided it would, for lack of a better fucking word… malfunction. All this damn thing was supposed to do was link my ass to Tumblr in a different era so I could meet interesting people from before my kind’s introduction.

Not fucking teleport to completely different places in space and time! I mean for fuck’s sake, my fur was standing on end! I was a FUZZBALL! A literal, honest to gods CLOUD OF FLUFF. “Ohforfuck’ssake.” I let out a shiver from the shocking shift in temperature from a cool air conditioned room to a literal winter-wonderland, wrapping my arms around myself to smooth down my fur. We need that pat DOWN to stay warm, not completely stuck up like a Pomeranian. GoodlordIlookedgoofy.

[determinedbuns]

A sigh escaped her, She had arrived with the Strawberry Soda for Tasha when she had picked a spot to sit.

“We’re underground, and the inhabitants down here are known as Monsters of this world, they are trapped here via Magic Barrier erected by ancient Humans during the climax of a war that broke out long ago.”

[somedorkydog]

I had to take a seat. I very slowly needed to simply sit myself down beside Medi, and process this. I was now in a world where humans, after an ancient war between them and monsters, had forced the losing race into such deep hiding that they created a barrier specifically to keep them contained.

That didn’t ring any huge amounts of bells at all. No, it wasn’t as if I wasn’t from a world where things were beginning to come to a crux very similar to what seemed to be a war between humans and my kind. Not one bit. It wasn’t as if they would be able to potentially overpower us with sheer numbers as our race was still infantile.

I hadn’t realized I had set the glass Medi had handed me down with a look of sheer horror on my face. And it wasn’t a sympathetic kind of horror in which I simply felt bad. That was the type of sheer terror that showed I could imagine exactly how that felt.

[somedorkydog]

In the middle of Snowdin's vast, snow blanketed, forest, a lone figure sat underneath a particularly large tree. Their ears perked upon hearing a slight disturbance in the distance, lightning clashing and electricity surging. The stranger still sat, looking towards the source from a distance..

Thank. The gods. For thick fur. The absolute MESS that was my temporal communicator, not teleporter or traveler, COMMUNICATOR, decided it would, for lack of a better fucking word… malfunction. All this damn thing was supposed to do was link my ass to Tumblr in a different era so I could meet interesting people from before my kind’s introduction.

Not fucking teleport to completely different places in space and time! I mean for fuck’s sake, my fur was standing on end! I was a FUZZBALL! A literal, honest to gods CLOUD OF FLUFF. “Ohforfuck’ssake.” I let out a shiver from the shocking shift in temperature from a cool air conditioned room to a literal winter-wonderland, wrapping my arms around myself to smooth down my fur. We need that pat DOWN to stay warm, not completely stuck up like a Pomeranian. GoodlordIlookedgoofy.

[determinedbuns]

“Alright, just find a place to sit and make yourself at home, I’ll get you some fruit soda, what flavor would you like?” Medi walked Tasha in while making sure not to go too far ahead in the efforts of not pulling her tail by accident. Subconciously, her hand was stroking Tasha’s tail and she wasn’t even noticing.

Inside the cabin, the entryway led to a large living room which also had a kitchen next to it, upstairs led to what could be assumed to be her bedroom while downstairs was her basement.

[somedorkydog]

“Strawberry, please!” I loved it sweet, and that was a fantastic flavor for soda! That and grape. Yes for grape. Despite this, I slowly separated from Medi and began to glance about in curiosity, tilting my head softly. “So you had mentioned the inhabitants here being trapped for centuries... where are we, exactly?” Let’s get the important info out of the way, shall we?

[somedorkydog]

Squeaks and Barks - Closed RP

[arkymouse]

“Tasha! U-uh…”, Ark began to stammer before getting snagged in mid thought by another pang of sharp pain.

“Mngh… Okay, I’ll explain… I was hoping I didn’t have to show it off, but I need help bad…”

Ark stood up, catching themselves with the side of the recycling compactor, feeling at their back with limited success. They then peel off their jacket and sweater, showing off their back to Tasha.

“That thing on my back’s stuck on. Um… I guess I can’t say I’m a journalist with something like this locked on my spine.”

“So the important stuff. One, I’m sorry I wasn’t honest about what I do. I’m studying this place because it’s quite different from where I’m from. Two, this thing on my back, is the reason how I got here. Three, I need an augmentation specialist to unstuck the bridge ports linking this thing to me. I need help.”

[somedorkydog]

I flicked his nose. Right on the snout, his nose got bapped by a finger, my expression clearly disappointed yet far from angry. Alright. If a Machin wanted to keep it secret, that was fine, but be friggin' honest about it. "... I know a guy. He helped install a HUD within my optic nerves, so he's good with very delicate things." It was true. I could tell something was off about the mouse from the get-go, but at this point, I wasn't going to say that. No need to make this obvious.

Being a Machin myself, or rather, someone that physically added in machinery or cybernetics to augment their body or senses, I could understand wanting to keep it under wraps. Especially an Ephelli. But in that sense? Well, I was curious. He said it was how he got here. "... Mind elaborating? You make it sound like that thing teleported you here."

[somedorkydog]

Hmm.

((I need icons. Can anyone recommend any artists that commission good RP icons?))

[somedorkydog]

In the middle of Snowdin's vast, snow blanketed, forest, a lone figure sat underneath a particularly large tree. Their ears perked upon hearing a slight disturbance in the distance, lightning clashing and electricity surging. The stranger still sat, looking towards the source from a distance..

Thank. The gods. For thick fur. The absolute MESS that was my temporal communicator, not teleporter or traveler, COMMUNICATOR, decided it would, for lack of a better fucking word… malfunction. All this damn thing was supposed to do was link my ass to Tumblr in a different era so I could meet interesting people from before my kind’s introduction.

Not fucking teleport to completely different places in space and time! I mean for fuck’s sake, my fur was standing on end! I was a FUZZBALL! A literal, honest to gods CLOUD OF FLUFF. “Ohforfuck’ssake.” I let out a shiver from the shocking shift in temperature from a cool air conditioned room to a literal winter-wonderland, wrapping my arms around myself to smooth down my fur. We need that pat DOWN to stay warm, not completely stuck up like a Pomeranian. GoodlordIlookedgoofy.

[determinedbuns]

“I see.. I apologize if I triggered something, I’m not used to that reaction from most Canine-like creatures I come across..” Medi looked up apologetically at Tasha but once seeing her tail flop into Medi’s arms, she started to gently stroke it while they walked through the snow covered forest.

It was a few minutes, but the walk felt a bit shorter with company, as Tasha and Medi arrived at her remote cabin home a bit out of the way from Snowdin.

“Tell me Tasha, are you a fan of Tea? or would you rather have a carbonated beverage?” She smiled at Tasha as she reached out and twirled her fingers around the doorknob for a second, causing the doorknob to turn by itself and open up.

[somedorkydog]

“Nnnno, it’s alright. I’m just not used to it. You’ve got a soft grip, I don’t mind.” I tried to give a soft smile in response, but I’m not sure I was very comforting. I did kind of have this look on my face that said 'Good lord where the fuck am I'. It had settled in that I wasn't in any known area to my knowledge, and there wasn't any local wireless nearby that I could connect. Another era, and what seemed to be a distinct lack of any outside information. They weren't all like this bunny? And on that note... she had mentioned them being stuck for centuries... what in the hell?

I snapped out of it after the question came, though, and smiled down. "Sodaaaaa. I'm definitely a fan of the carbonated ones. Something sweet?"

[somedorkydog]

In the middle of Snowdin's vast, snow blanketed, forest, a lone figure sat underneath a particularly large tree. Their ears perked upon hearing a slight disturbance in the distance, lightning clashing and electricity surging. The stranger still sat, looking towards the source from a distance..

Thank. The gods. For thick fur. The absolute MESS that was my temporal communicator, not teleporter or traveler, COMMUNICATOR, decided it would, for lack of a better fucking word… malfunction. All this damn thing was supposed to do was link my ass to Tumblr in a different era so I could meet interesting people from before my kind’s introduction.

Not fucking teleport to completely different places in space and time! I mean for fuck’s sake, my fur was standing on end! I was a FUZZBALL! A literal, honest to gods CLOUD OF FLUFF. “Ohforfuck’ssake.” I let out a shiver from the shocking shift in temperature from a cool air conditioned room to a literal winter-wonderland, wrapping my arms around myself to smooth down my fur. We need that pat DOWN to stay warm, not completely stuck up like a Pomeranian. GoodlordIlookedgoofy.

[somedorkydog]

… why. Why were all of them cute? It was like every new person I’ve met so far was either adorably effeminate or just mature in a very precious kind of fashion. This would be the latter. And she seemed really pretty nice, too. Dear gods, help me. “That’d be a veeeery good idea.” Without protest, I was following along.

“Name’s Tasha, by the by. Can you tell me what year it is?” And can I pick you up– no, don’t say that out loud. Just be thankful she speaks English.

[determinedbuns]

“Tasha? It’s nice to meet you!” Medi began walking by Tasha, before she glanced up at her, “The time period here is not known to me, unfortunately, considering the people down here have lived underground for what seems to be centuries. I am obviously not a part of those inhabitants but they need not know that.”

Then Tasha felt it, Medi’s soft hand started petting her canine tail before she pulled it back.

“Ah pardon! I should’ve asked for permission first! Umm.. m-may I pet you?”

[somedorkydog]

HHHHHHHNOTTHETAILGETOFFGETOFF--

Before I realized I hadn’t been harmed, I had flicked my tail out of her grip, staring down in shock. She obviously put her hand upon my tail, and there was something of a small grip there... but something was off.

That didn’t hurt. What, didn't she just pull it? I had to take a glance down at her, the embarrassed amount of shame upon her face telling me a lot more than I expected when paired with what she had just said. Permission. Pet me.

... oh dear lord she was precious. She wanted to pet my tail. Well, I do believe I could allow that if there wasn't any pulling going on! “You are more than able. Sorry, used to things other than pets. Be gentle?” I turned back to the side, slipping my tail over towards her and plopping it right into her arms. My big, fluffy, soft-as-could-be tail. I took care of my fur, darn it!

[afarfetchedplot]

TO ANYONE LIVING IN THE UK

There is a petition to try and call another referendum about the EU, with a rule asking for a 60% majority before a decision is made. Yes this is a shitty time, but hopefully there’s still a chance to fix things. The Leave campaign have already gone back on some of their promises before the referendum, so please, if you can, can you sign this? If we get 100 000 signatures parliament have to debate it, so please. Even if you’re not in the UK if you can share this to try and get it out there, that would be fantastic. Here’s the link:

https://petition.parliament.uk/petitions/131215

[somedorkydog]

In the middle of Snowdin's vast, snow blanketed, forest, a lone figure sat underneath a particularly large tree. Their ears perked upon hearing a slight disturbance in the distance, lightning clashing and electricity surging. The stranger still sat, looking towards the source from a distance..

Thank. The gods. For thick fur. The absolute MESS that was my temporal communicator, not teleporter or traveler, COMMUNICATOR, decided it would, for lack of a better fucking word… malfunction. All this damn thing was supposed to do was link my ass to Tumblr in a different era so I could meet interesting people from before my kind’s introduction.

Not fucking teleport to completely different places in space and time! I mean for fuck’s sake, my fur was standing on end! I was a FUZZBALL! A literal, honest to gods CLOUD OF FLUFF. “Ohforfuck’ssake.” I let out a shiver from the shocking shift in temperature from a cool air conditioned room to a literal winter-wonderland, wrapping my arms around myself to smooth down my fur. We need that pat DOWN to stay warm, not completely stuck up like a Pomeranian. GoodlordIlookedgoofy.

[determinedbuns]

“Temporal devices?.. then you must not even be from this time period. Oh now where are my manners? My name is..” She looked like she was about to give a mouthful but she just shortened her presumably long name.

“Medi or Bethany is fine. Come, let’s get you to someplace warmer!” Medi beckoned the canine to follow her.

[somedorkydog]

... why. Why were all of them cute? It was like every new person I’ve met so far was either adorably effeminate or just mature in a very precious kind of fashion. This would be the latter. And she seemed really pretty nice, too. Dear gods, help me. “That’d be a veeeery good idea.” Without protest, I was following along.

“Name’s Tasha, by the by. Can you tell me what year it is?” And can I pick you up-- no, don’t say that out loud. Just be thankful she speaks English.

[furrywolflover]

So close <3 - by KwiK

[smolkitty93-blog]

Hey, so, I was looking for a cutie around here and... oup! Found one!

{Tashaaaa. Not you toooooooo.}

[somedorkydog]

“Yeeeeees. You are preciiiooous. Cutie kittyyyyy. I wanna scoop you up and take you hoooome.”

[smolkitty93-blog]

{Then yer explaining to Prillet why I’m not in my treehouse. Nyeh.} 

[somedorkydog]

“They can come find you I’mma take you home ANYWAY.” Pluck the kitty up and I’m on my way.

[smolkitty93-blog]

SQUEAK. {Heynofaaaair.} He pouts. 

[somedorkydog]

“Oh it’s totally fair. I get cyoots, you get to see all my goodies. Totally fair trade, yup.”